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(M+/fg+, nc, bi, tor, ws, huml) *** Poor fourteen year old Sherry was fucked over thirty times before lunch. That morning she became nothing more than a stretched out dick dump. At least that is how she felt. And that is exactly how Ivan wanted her to feel. To him and his father, females were nothing more than cum-dumps. Their sold purpose in life to please men's pricks. That was their only reason to exist. That and to have more children so there would be more twats to abuse and more healthy boys to abuse them. A cunt was of no more interest or importance than a playstation2 or an i-pod. It existed only for a male's entertainment. This is how Ivan was raised to think of the female sex. And so at seventeen, he was one mean mother-fucking stud. And I mean that literally. He actually did fuck his own mother. Ivan's father made sure the boy raped his own mother when the kid was thirteen. He used his mom to learn how to fuck, beat, torture, abuse, and use all cunts. Sherry was of course almost out of her mind. She had slipped into shock somewhat. All those huge nigger pricks plowing her raw recently virginal pussy. All those gigantic hunks of fuck-meat stretching the cuntal walls until she felt she must be giving birth. All those apple sized prick-knobs pounding away at her very core, pushing deeper and deeper, going places dick-meat was not meant to go. Fourteen years old and having to endure this. And then of course her tits and cunt lips had been injected to become overly sensitive. Just touching her pussy lips or her nipples would send waves of unbearable sensation coursing through her body. She lay on the floor in a lake of cum and blood and spittle and sweat. The black studs had left the room and Ivan looked down at her. "Well, Cunt, do you want lunch or not?" "I, ugh, I'm not very hungry. I, may I just please rest? Please?" Sherry could hardly move, her body ached so much. Something inside her gut kept cramping and causing sharp pains to shoot through her. "Sorry, I can't let you rest. We can't let you become a lazy slut. That's how you cunts are, selfish lazy sluts. I know how you were back at your former school. A boy would waste good money taking you out on a date to a movie and maybe even dinner, and then at the end of the evening you wouldn't even suck his cock or eat his ass for him. "Why the fuck do you think a dude spends good money on a twat? He wants to blow his balls, that's why! Why the fuck else would he do it? You have so fucking much to learn. But you better get your ass moving and come to lunch. We don't like to waste food. And who knows when you will get a chance to eat again. So come on, lazy bitch, move your fucked cunt!" Innocent little fourteen year old Sherry crawled onto her hands and knees. Cum poured out of her fucked twathole and ran down her legs, joining the mess on the floor. She looked up at the muscular naked Ivan, his spent prick swinging six inches flaccid between his strong thighs. "I don't think I can walk," she whispered, a sob in her voice. He smiled. "That's okay, you can crawl." Then he frowned. She had not even been at the Killenkoff Institute for a full day and she had already learned to be terrified of that frown. "Holy Mother-fucking Christ, look at that mess you made. All that good nigger slop running out of your ditch and forming puddles on the floor. You can't waste that. Get down there girl, and lick that up!" He wanted her to lick up the cum from the black rapers that was running from her sore stretched fucked pussy. The very idea made her sick. But she had had to lick up cum earlier in the day, so she knew he was serious. She bent her pretty head down and started to lick up the white/yellow slime with veins of her own red cuntal blood in it. She gagged, but held back her puke, knowing she would have to lick that up too. She must have done a good job, because she heard Ivan chuckle, and when she looked at him again, he was once again fingering his fat teenage prick. This was the start of her education. An education that was to teach her that as a female, life was about nothing except COCK. COCK was to be the center of her entire world. It was to occupy all of her time and all of her attention. She was to feel guilty if her mind even wandered to anything other than COCK. That's what cunts were taught at the Killenkoff Institute. For lunch she was once again taken to a room where other naked girls crouched on the floor while men and teenage boys sat dressed at a large table at one end of the room. Naked young girls served these males their meal, and while they served, their young twats and asses were fingered by the men and boys. Sherry looked down at her dog bowl. It was filled with a kind of oatmeal like mush. Ivan told her that it contained lots of good vitamins to keep her healthy. A very handsome dark haired man of about twenty-five or so stood in front of the six naked girls and their dog bowls. He slowly unzipped his trousers and took out a penis that must have been eight inches long flaccid and as thick as a beer can. The man had a really charming smile. He pointed his big prick at each bowl and pissed a bit into each of the girl's dishes. Sherry watched the spray of dark yellow piss froth and bubble in her dish, soaking the mush. She looked up at the dark haired man. She couldn't not believe such perversion existed in this world. The man smiled at her and gave his pissing dick a little flip. The piss moved up and splashed Sherry in the face. The guys at the main table, Ivan included, roared with laughter. Sherry started to cry, not just because of the piss in her face, but because of something else. Something happening to her. His dick was so big, so obscene, that she couldn't take her young eyes off of it. Were men superior? Look what they could do with their dicks. How they could shame and hurt and torture and abuse with them. Were cocks really so special? What must it be like to have a cock? To have that swinging between your legs all the time. Look at Ivan. At seventeen he felt like he ruled the world, and all because he had a cock! Sherry ate her piss mush. She didn't want to make them angry. The other girls too ate, more out of fear than hunger. Then they were made to crawl to the toilet room once again. There a disgusting thing happened. They were made to lie on top of each other, in a pile of living female flesh. Six teenage girls, their naked bodies on top of each other, heads and legs and bodies in every which order. Sherry had the pussy of a thirteen year old girl right near her face That pussy too had been recently ravaged and looked sore and stretched. The girl whimpered constantly. Then, when they were all piled up that way, like dead bodies in a ditch, Ivan ordered them all to piss. None of them could at first. They just lay that way, like broken dolls on the trash heap, and cried. So some of the teenage boys took their belts to the worthless cunts. The belts snapped against their pale tender flesh, and the girls wailed. Soon the girls started to piss out of fear and pain. Piss cascaded over Sherry's body and face. Piss ran in her eyes, nose and mouth. The piss of other girls. And she too pissed on others. It was a nightmare. The piss tore at the raw flesh of her body and she screamed in pain as she pissed and was pissed on. Then there were cleaned with cold water from garden hoses. "And now it's time for your afternoon classes, Sherry, you sweet Cuntface!" Sherry freaked out. She couldn't take any more. She clawed at the floor and foamed at the mouth. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She howled. "I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE. YOU CAN'T FUCK ME ANYMORE. PLEASE. YOU WILL KILL ME. NO MORE! PLEASE DON'T FUCK MY ANY MORE." Ivan kicked her. "You sorry piece of shit! I know your worthless twat can't take any more dick right now. I'm not stupid. Do you think you are the first bitch I have fucked? Jesus, I can see your ditch is raped raw and needs to heal. But we can use the afternoon to start in on your ass!" It was difficult to tell which was louder, Sherry's scream of horror or Ivan's roar of laughter. To be continued? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 41